So last weekend, Jack was invited to one of his classmates birthday parties. It was a circus theme and I do not like clowns ever since the Stephen King movie "It". I told jack if this clown was creepy and didn't speak or smile and just stared at me, that we were leaving. Well, the clown was very nice. I was proud of myself, I didn't sit in the corner with my eyes closed, saying "there is no place like home, there is no place like home". I just assumed they would have nothing there that I could eat, but they had steak, coleslaw and rice. It's hard to find anything to eat at a birthday party when you have Celiac disease, so that was a plus in my book. There was an inflatable bounce house that the kids played in a lot despite the on again, off again sideways rain and thunder. Who knew kids could have this much fun with balloons. They had balloon popping/throwing wars, and Jack even pretended do be pregnant!!! I do not know where he got that idea from, but it sure was funny.